┌─────────────┬───────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ │1835.] │ FEBRUARY. │ ├─────────────┼───────────────────────────────────────────────────────┤ │ │Birds, this month, do bill and coo; │ │ │Do the like, and you may rue. │ │ │Courting is a pretty pleasure; │ │ │Wed in haste, repent at leisure. │ │ │ * * * * * * │ │ │To hen-peck'd husbands what a feast! │ │ │This month, all women talk the least. │ ├──┬──────────┼──────────────────────────────────────────┬────────────┤ │ M│ Season's │ =Odd Matters.= │ WEATHER. │ │ D│ Signs. │ │ │ ├──┼──────────┼──────────────────────────────────────────┼────────────┤ │ 1│mizzle │ │ │ │ │ │ │ Rain or │ │ │ │ │ hail, │ │ 2│drizzle │ VALENTINE'S DAY. │ │ │ │ │ │ ☽ ☍ │ │ 3│frizzle │I can't make out what they're about, │ │ │ │ │ Nor how the men incline; │ snow or │ │ │ │ │ sleet │ │ 4│raw │I've watch'd each knock, since nine │ │ │ │ │ To get a Valentine. │ ☉ ♊ ♓ ♓ │ │ 5│thaw │ │ │ │ │ │In vain I've tried on every side, │ in │ │ 6│hearts │ Some happy chance to see, │ │ │ │ │For, ah, alas! there came to pass │ this month │ │ 7│darts │ No Valentine for me. │ │ │ │ │ │ │ │ 8│smarts │From morn till night I've scream'd "The │ ☌ ♈ ♒ ♄ ⚹ │ │ │ │ light │ │ │ │ │ Guitar," above a week. │ │ │ 9│loves │"Bid me discourse, has made me hoarse, │ you're │ │ │ │ Till I can scarcely speak. │ │ │10│doves │ │ sure to │ │ │ │ │ meet. │ │ │ │Through rain and snow I always go │ │ │11│gloves │ To Tuesday evening lecture, │ │ │ │ │Yet snow and rain don't bring a swain; │ ♀ ♂ ☿ │ │12│willing │ And why, I can't conjecture. │ │